"Quick, bring a few more barrels."

"His Royal Highness King Su has ordered thirty catapults here, and each car will fire two more 'barrel bullets'."

"Yes!"

With Zhao Hongrun's order, the merchant and water soldiers in charge of the thirty catapults were busy again.

And the target of this oil drum bombardment is no longer just the area around the southern wall of the city, but the inside of the city.

According to the design drawings of the catapult, one inch when the angle of the throwing basket is pressed down, which is about ten zhang, and two inches is twenty zhang.

Even, one of the catapults, Zhao Hongrun deliberately ordered the sergeant in charge of the catapult to press down the calibration angle to the limit, the purpose is to warn the people of the two tribes in the city: This is the limit attack range of our army's catapult!

Looking at the soldiers and soldiers of Shangshui who were busy again, Sima An turned his head and glanced at His Royal Highness King Su beside him.

Only then did he realize that His Royal Highness King Su, who seemed to him to be a bit of a woman's kindness, was actually very simple and decisive. No, seeing that the two clans of Yucheng tried to resist stubbornly, they immediately launched a second wave of offensive.

"Decisive killing, this is the posture of a king!"

Sima Anxin secretly praised.

"Boom—"

With another thud of thirty catapults, thirty barrels filled with oil and lit with strips of cloth pierced the sky again, and bombarded the city with precision.

Among them, there was a barrel of barrel bullets, and the arc of the projectile was obviously larger than the rest of the barrel bullets, and it was roughly estimated that it was actually projectile to a slightly southwest position in the center of the city.

Suddenly, the sea of fire in the city was even more rapid than Fang Cai, and the screams were more than twice as loud as before.

"Did you hit the place where civilians were sheltered?" Whoa!'

Zhao Hongrun frowned, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrow bone.

In all fairness, it is also human life, but the concept of soldiers and civilians is very clear to Zhao Hongrun.

I think that when he was attacking Chu State, if it weren't for the fact that he had become a soldier of the Yanling Army and the Shangshui Army at this time, Zhao Hongrun would have killed all the 50,000 soldiers for the sake of the overall situation.

However, against the civilians of Chu, even those people of Chu who refused to move to Wei and the former nobles of Chu, Zhao Hongrun never persecuted them with pit killing.

After all, in Zhao Hongrun's heart, soldiers and civilians are different.

Soldiers are professional killers, and in order to protect their country, they must kill the enemy in war, so even if they are killed by the enemy one day, this can only be said to be a heavenly cycle; But civilians are different, those who do not think about who they want to be, but only try to survive in this troubled world, and it is an intolerable sin for any army to slaughter them.

This is the reason why Zhao Hongrun was not accustomed to Sima An's slaughter of the civilians of the Sanchuan tribe, but he could accept the latter's mending knife after defeating the army of the Brown Horn tribe.

And now, in order to achieve the goal of forcing the Yinrong tribe to surrender in the city, Zhao Hongrun ordered one of the catapults to throw a barrel of long-distance barrel bombs into the city, and after guessing that this barrel bomb may have bombed innocent civilians, Zhao Hongrun will naturally feel self-blame.

And from the side, Sima An, who had been paying attention to His Royal Highness King Su, saw this and said in a low voice: "Your Highness doesn't have to blame yourself, this is due to those Yin Rong's own decisions!" …… It was they who chose to perish! ”

"That being said......" Zhao Hongrun sighed silently.

But in fact, that barrel bullet actually did not hit the civilian shelter in the city wall, but smashed into the ranks of the tribal warriors of the Qiang and Qiang tribes who retreated from the inside of the southern city wall.

This was the idea of the patriarch of the Black Sheep tribe, Rabittu.

He naively thought that the range of Wei's catapults could only reach the southern city wall of their city at most, who called Fang Cai Zhao Hongrun In order to reduce the casualties of the other party, he just ordered the merchant army under his command to drop bombs around the southern city wall of the city?

Therefore, Rabithu felt that as long as the warriors around the city wall were told to retreat some distance, the terrifying sea of fire of the Wei State would not be able to do them any more harm.

Unexpectedly, a sudden barrel bomb just smashed into the center of the ranks of those tribal warriors, instantly igniting the place and engulfing more than a dozen tribal warriors.

I have to say that this scene is far more terrifying than silently watching the strange "city wall burning", after all, at this moment, as far as the eye can see, the dozen or so tribal warriors who are burning all over their bodies are running around frantically, or rolling on the ground in pain, until they are burned to a charred corpse under the terrified gaze of the rest of the tribal warriors.

The scorching smell of the shop was enough to make the bravest tribal warriors stop and retreat unconsciously.

"Quick! Put out the fire! ”

"Stop! Are you crazy? This fire simply cannot be extinguished with water! ”

"(Bahn) Stand back! Back off! ”

"(Zong language) pay attention to the people who burn it...... Now that this is the case, shoot them, and do not let them run around and continue to spread the fire. ”

In the face of this calamity-level fire, the tribal warriors of the Qiang and Qiang tribes felt their weakness, after all, what they were facing was a sea of fire that could not be extinguished even by a majestic rain, and a sea of fire that was enough to burn their tribe to the ground.

"Bang-"

Although the old people, children, and women in the tribal camp had already evacuated to the north before the war and were now hiding in the refuge in the north of the city, the blazing tribal camp still made the hearts of the warriors of the Lun tribe of the Qiang tribe feel a burst of sorrow.

After all, the sheepskins and utensils of their tribe had been swallowed up by the sea of fire.

"Damn it!"

One of the Lun tribesmen gritted his teeth, turned and ran towards the felt tent where the chiefs were discussing affairs.

After arriving at the patriarch's felt tent, he didn't care about anything else, broke in, and anxiously shouted: "Patriarch, it's not good, our camp is concentrated by the kind of weapons of the Wei army, and everything is on fire!" ”

There was silence in the felt tent, and the patriarchs subconsciously turned their heads to look at the man, and when they saw that the person was not a member of their own clan, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

And among them, the patriarch of the 'Lun' tribe of the Qiang tribe stood up suddenly, his eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief, "Everything?" ”

"Yes, our tents, our sheepskins, nothing can be saved......"

"That'...... What about sheep? ”

The Lun tribesman showed a sad expression, swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "The first one to burn is the sheepfold......"

"It's over, it's all over......," the patriarch of the Lun tribe opened his mouth, and sat down in the middle of the seat in despair, holding his head and chattering endlessly.

You must know that in the past, the sheepskins they hoarded could be traded with the caravans of Wei and Korea, and the sheepskins could be exchanged for salt, rice, wheat, tea and other things, which were equivalent to "currency".

And the flock, like the Qiang people, is a precious resource for survival.

However, all of this has now been destroyed under the fire of the Wei army, which means that the Lun tribe has become nothing, and they cannot even afford the food problem of the tribesmen during the winter this year, if there is no support from friendly other tribes, then they can only sell their own tribesmen, young men and women to other tribes, so as to get food.

"The Lun tribe is finished......

"Didn't they move their flocks to the north of the city?"

"How big is the north of the city?" I can't stuff it for a long time......

"What a pity, the Lun tribe ......."

The tribal patriarchs present silently looked at the patriarch of the Lun clan who had been severely hit.

In the history of their steppe peoples, there are many powerful tribes, due to various natural disasters that caused a large number of sheep to die and quickly decay and split, and even by a certain tribe that took advantage of the fire to rob, and became slaves or vassals of the tribe.

The flock, in the hearts of the nomads, is equivalent to the reserve granary of the Central Plains, and even more important than the latter.

Think about it, if one of Wei's reserve granaries catches fire, Wei can transfer grain from other parts of the country, which is not a big problem, after all, Wei is a country; And the tribes in the land of Sanchuan do not have this kind of fault tolerance, and the sheep determine the prosperity and decline of a tribe.

Especially the Qiang people, don't look at the patriarch of the Qiang tribe present and the patriarch of the Qiang tribe seem to get along well, but like in the matter of the patriarch of the Lun tribe, the Qiang people will refuse to lend them the sheep of their tribe under various excuses, after all, the Qiang people still look down on the Qiang people from their bones.

And in this case, if the other tribes of the Wei tribe do not lend a helping hand, then, once winter comes, the Lun tribe will have to be destroyed.

At this moment, the tent of the felt tent was raised, and four middle-aged men stepped into the tent.

The middle-aged man who walked in front said in a deep voice, "Patriarchs, haven't you woken up yet? …… If you continue to fight, the tribes of the land will have only one way to die! ”

The patriarchs were shocked when they heard this, and when they looked up, they found that these four people were actually the patriarch of the "White Sheep" tribe, Halegohe, who had already been placed under house arrest by the patriarch of the Black Sheep tribe, Rabittu, and the other four patriarchs who refused to be enemies of the Wei army.

"You...... Halgoch, how did you end up here? Rabitu, the patriarch of the Black Sheep tribe, asked in surprise.

"It was my people who took advantage of the chaos to rescue the four of us." Meng Liang, the patriarch of the Meng clan of the Yi clan, explained lightly, and then, he turned his head to look at the patriarch of the Lun tribe who had lost his soul, and said regretfully: "Old friend, I heard about the camp of your tribe, it's really ...... A disaster. ”

"Heh, hehe......" The patriarch of the Lun tribe covered his face and smiled bitterly.

Seeing this, the patriarch of the Aries tribe, Halgohe, sighed secretly, and immediately looked at the patriarchs present, and said, "Surrender, patriarchs, before the Wei army has even started the fire." ”

Unlike the previous time, this time, after the patriarchs present looked at each other, no one jumped out to object.

Seeing this, the patriarch of the Black Sheep Tribe, Rabitu, was anxious, and hurriedly said, "Patriarchs, do you really want to surrender to the despicable Wei army? We can make it up! ”

Hearing this, the patriarch of the Aries tribe, Halgoh, snorted coldly and said coldly: "If you have nothing, there is no point in holding on...... Your tribe is not in the land, so naturally you don't have to worry about the losses caused by the Wei army's offensive. ”

Hearing this, all the patriarchs present changed their colors a little, because they realized that the tribal camp of the Black Sheep Tribe was not in this city.

"I ...... It's not ......"

may have noticed the expressions of the patriarchs present, especially the anger and hatred of the patriarch of the Lun tribe, and the patriarch of the Black Sheep tribe, Rabitu, secretly screamed in his heart.

At this moment, the patriarch of the Aries tribe, Halgoh, raised his hand and pointed at him.

"Catch him! Use him to appease the anger of the Wei army! (To be continued.) )